more ninny

She had a bad day yesterday. Well a bad afternoon. It's both good news and not. The good news is she only needs a little insulin--they tried her on the next to smallest dose (really the smallest dose he'd ever used until then was two units)yesterday and she went hypoglycemic. So her pancreas is still working well. She was not herself when we went for our visit from 5:30-6:30. Our vet said it was to be expected since they have to find the optimum dosage for her and said one unit was all she'd need, which means she's one of the best candidates to come off of it. But she was not feeling well. That's an understatement. There isn't anything scarier than seeing her like that or ketoacidotic. He gave her a bit of dextrose to perk her up and that helped. She ate twice yesterday, but not dinner.

She was so lethargic until the dextrose it broke my heart. They think she should be doing better today. They call us at 8 and 10 and then sometimes at midnight and then again in the morning. Should be getting a call soon.

From my reading, this is to be expected as they find her optimum dose, but it's so scary and I hurt for her so much. If she doesn't improve today we have to decide on whether she goes to the specialty clinic. Dr. Rovner seems really sure she will be fine if we can get her blood sugar managed but getting her there is so hard. I can't even write about how she looked, it hurts too much.

Miss Em slept through most of it though grumped a bit. She's getting out of the house every day now--to go to the vet. One day we'll go on park and beach outtings like other people.



Phrase of the day "stop hogging miss ninny, it's my turn"

all ninny all the time

a good day for miss ninny. She stayed stable throughout the night on a 5% dextrose drip and a bit after we left starting eating in the vets words "like a little grey horse."
She continued doing that today and is described as alert and stable. Looks like one unit of insulin is all she needs. We are SO hoping she'll be able to come home tomorrow. The boys know she's missing and I miss having her devil breath in my nose as I sleep.

We're off to visit her at 5.

even more ninny

She looked SO much better. Purring and creaking and eating eating eating. So much snacking going on. She came of the dextrose at 2 pm and has been holding her own with just the insulin and kitty food since then. If she makes it through tonite and tomorrow with a good glucose curve she gets to come home. The ketones are gone, the blood in her urine is gone and her blood sugar is doing well with just one unit of insulin in the morning and one at night--the smallest amount the vet has ever given.

She was just like herself, just a bit skinnier.

I am nearly ready to be relieved. I will when I have her home curled in my lap or on my chest exhaling her devil breath up my nose. Please let her come home tomorrow feeling better, please.

Miss Em was good through another visit and on another note today Em looked right at me and I *saw* her figure out that I'm not just the lady who feeds her, plays with her and changes her but that I'm mom. It's hard to describe, but I just saw her make the connection while we were hanging out in the rocking chair and she was sucking her thumb looking at me. This huge smile and snuggle and giggle and then a sigh and she reached up for my face. This hole in my heart fills in.